Quotes About Enigma

I hope life isn't a big joke, because I don't get it.

Je pouvais bien prendre Albertine sur mes genoux, tenir sa tête dans mes mains, je pouvais la caresser, passer longuement mes mains sur elle, mais, comme si j'eusse manié une pierre qui enferme la salure des océans immémoriaux ou le rayon d'une étoile, je sentais que je touchais seulement l'enveloppe close d'un être qui par l'intérieur accédait à l'infini.

Any life that represents something mysterious, like some last illusion to be shattered, exerts a pull on us.

always wrapped in the mystery of the Merovingian age,

In actual fact, his nature was really like a sheet of paper in which so many folds have been made in every direction that it is impossible to know where you are.

Monelle found me in the plain where I was wandering and took me by the hand. "Do not be surprised," she said. "It is I, and it is not I; "You shall find me again, and you shall lose me; "Once more shall I come among you; for few men have seen me, and none has understood me; "And you shall forget me, and you shall recognize me, and you shall forget me.

Le sourire de Monna Lisa, dont nous ne savons rien (c'est peut-être un visage d'homme) est plus mystérieux.

He didn't seem conventionally insane in any way that I could understand. But there was no way of comprehending him. In some eerie and fundamental way, he didn't appear to belong to our world. But that didn't seem the same as being mad.

As the island of Knowledge grows, so do the shores of our ignorance –the boundary between the known and the unknown. Learning more about the world doesn't lead to a point closer to a final destination but to more questions and mysteries.

It's what we don't know that matters.

Never tell a man you can read him through and through; most people prefer to be thought enigmas.

something, Mister Shock?

With finger on her solemn lip, Night hushed the shadowy earth.

Woman magic. A quality that could bring great joy or havoc or both in equal measure.

Margery Allingham

Margery Allingham

Margery Allingham

I'm dark matter. The universe inside of me is full of something, and science can't even shine a light on it. I feel like I'm mostly made of mysteries.

My thing is a Mystery and not just a Mystery, but Bermuda--no sun, only Triangle. Unknowable. Unsolvable.

A shroud lies ahead and behind many truths. Reality is (sometimes) a glass wall no ray of light reaches.

Birth is a mystery. Words are not enough.

I fear I am beyond your comprehension. - Gandalf the White

HASH: There is no definition for this word - nobody knows what hash is.

It's a very odd thing As odd as can be That whatever Miss T. eats Turns into Miss T.